Wanting

Tue, 12/20/2016 - 19:13 -- trivry

you wanted to see my room

you burned

so sweetly underneath

you sat like fallen leaves

laid bare

the trees outside my door

you knelt

a question nestled past your lips

i almost caught

you wanted to see my room

i wonder

what else you wanted to see

 

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